Under His Command

Riley POV“How can one man be so annoying?” I asked, leaning against the breakroom counter, arms crossed tightly over my chest. My best friend, Chloe, nodded sympathetically, though her eyes were glued to the scene unfolding outside the large office window. Jaxon Steele, our boss and resident tyrant, was doing what he did best—tearing someone down.“You’d think with all that money, he could at least afford some decency,” Chloe muttered, pushing a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear as she watched in disbelief. I shook my head. "Decency and Jaxon don’t belong in the same sentence. He’s all arrogance and cruelty" I said with disdain obvious in my voice.We both stared as Jaxon’s deep, commanding voice echoed across the office floor. The poor guy he was ripping into—Eric from accounting—stood there shaking, his face turning redder by the second. Jaxon was relentless, his tall, muscular frame towering over Eric like a lion about to devour its prey.I hated him. Every fiber of my

Riley POVI lay in my bed, staring up at the ceiling, unable to shake the events from earlier that day.It was ridiculous, really, how my mind kept replaying the scene in the restroom. I should be disgusted, angry even—angry at Jaxon for humiliating yet another employee and then getting off on their misery. But my thoughts kept circling back to what I saw. Jaxon. In that stall. His perfectly sculpted body exposed. The way his muscles flexed, the anger etched across his face as he zipped up his trousers, still erect, like nothing had happened. Like I hadn’t seen the whole thing.And God, that body. My stomach tightened just thinking about it.His cock—large, thick—definitely not something I had expected from someone as cold and vicious as him. And yet, there I was, thinking about it.I shifted uncomfortably, squeezing my eyes shut in frustration. "Why the hell am I thinking about Jaxon’s dick?"I never would’ve pegged him as gay. Not with the numerous beautiful women I’d seen enter

Riley POVI couldn’t sit still. My leg bounced under the desk as I continuously tapped away at my keyboard, but my mind was far from focused on work. The events of last night replayed in my head.Running into Jaxon—my boss—at that fancy restaurant, the horrifying realization that we’d been chatting on that app for weeks… And the things I’d said.I cringed just thinking about it.Sluttycumbottom12.I wanted to bury myself under the office floor just remembering those humiliating conversations.But what was worse than the shame? The fear that Jaxon would fire me. The way I’d stormed out of that restaurant, insulting him in the process… who was I kidding?This was Jaxon we were talking about—he didn’t take well to being disrespected.And now, I was sure I’d be out of a job before lunchtime. My heart raced at the thought.I needed this job. Rent wasn’t going to pay itself, and I had bills stacking up as high as the skyscrapers surrounding our office.Every time the elevator opened, I f

Jaxon's POV"That reminds me" I began, " You will start your pet duties tonight when you come to my house."I watched Riley’s face shift from disbelief to something close to panic the moment I told him about tonight. “A car will be sent to your place this evening,” I repeated, drawing out each word slowly, watching his reaction with all satisfaction. “I expect you to be ready.”Riley looked like he might faint. He swallowed sliver, his gaze darting away as if he could somehow will himself out of this situation if he just ignored it hard enough. “Tonight?” he asked, voice barely above a whisper. His shock was amusing, but I could also see something else in his eyes—a hint of defiance trying to break through the fear. And just as quickly, it vanished.“Yes, tonight,” I confirmed, raising an eyebrow. “Surely you didn’t think we’d waste time. Or is your memory already failing you?” I folded my hands, enjoying every word. “There was a rule in there about obedience, wasn’t there?”Riley

Riley's POVAs we approached the more upscale part of town, the buildings grew taller, sleeker, and the lights brighter. I leaned back, forcing myself to keep my breathing steady. I needed to stay calm, no matter what Jaxon had planned. I’d agreed to this arrangement, however reluctantly, and I’d just have to endure it.But as the car turned down a winding driveway that led to an imposing mansion, my heart sank. The sprawling estate was bathed in a soft glow from the surrounding lights, its sleek, modern architecture framed by meticulously landscaped gardens. It was as much a fortress as it was a home, with high walls and security cameras stationed at every corner.The driver stopped at the front entrance, and I took a shaky breath, gathering whatever courage I had left. This was it—no turning back now.“Have a good evening, Mr. Lawson,” the driver said as he opened my door, his tone as professional as ever. I could only nod, forcing myself to take in the cool night air.The fro